Chapter 411： movie

The influence of the Christmas ball was greater than expected, and even Felix was affected.

While he was eating breakfast, he saw a hot look, and looked up to see the warrior of Vagado, the witch named Nona Lebert. She stared at herself with interest, but when Felix sniffed a piece of strawberry cake softly, the hot gaze disappeared from him.

The hallway was full of chirping girls who wandered in groups in the hallway. Whenever a good boy passed by, they would hold their breath and look at him with expectant eyes.

Of course, they may have made a mistake, and they shouldn't have gathered so many people together. Although the companion would increase his courage, he would also reduce the confidence of the opponent accordingly. Felix saw the eager wizard retreat in front of a group of girls more than once.

"It's quite interesting," he thought to himself.

In the Magic Club, Felix sat lazily on the sofa, and the members of the club sat around him in twos and threes.

"Today is the last event of this issue. Next time I get you together, I will have to wait until after Christmas. The specific time has not been set yet. Pay attention to your Ouroboros ring... Back to the topic, my request to you Not high, continue to deepen the control of Mowen in accordance with the progress of the last activity."

Felix waved his arm, and from the corner of the room flew out a metal cage covered with dark thatch cloth, and there was an annoying buzzing sound.

All students pursed their lips and looked at the cage with complicated eyes. They knew what was inside.

"Oh, yes, if the old rules are stung, the potions are on the table." Felix said, and seven or eight bottles of bright blue potions flew out of the ring and landed on the small round table in the room.

The members of the club skillfully took out their thick leather gloves, lined up one by one to the cage, and put their hands in resignedly. Accompanied by a sour sound, Draco Malfoy grabbed from the cage. A blue bug half an inch long came out.

"I hate Billy Wiggers." He whispered. While still wearing the glove, he flicked it with his other hand a few times, and the Billy Wigg insect's sapphire-glossy body was constantly twisting, and a slender pin at the bottom kept piercing the glove.

"Maybe I should remove your needle so you don't sting me." Draco whispered in a threatening tone, "Perhaps it would be nice to throw it in someone's collar."

Harry immediately looked back at him warily, and Draco sneered silently.

After a while, everyone received a Billy Wig bug. Harry stared at the one in his hand, always feeling that it was more active than the others, until he saw Ron quietly cast an "all" Petrochemical".

Can it be like this? Harry's eyes widened, and then he wanted to copy Ron's approach. But the next second, the spell was lifted, "I'm watching, Weasley." The professor's voice slowly reached their ears.

Many students who had prepared in advance showed regretful expressions, and Fred and George put away a small tweezer.

Hermione snorted and expressed dissatisfaction with their opportunistic practices. She sat next to Ginny and Luna in the third grade of this year. She submitted the application in the first month of the first month and passed the assessment smoothly.

After her, the number of members of the club has increased by five.

Hermione whispered to Ginny and Luna, her fingertips were rippling with light blue magic, surrounding the Billy Wigg insect layer by layer, like a shiny blue cocoon, restraining it in a small In the range.

"Look, wrap it with magic power first, then take off the gloves, it's more convenient with two hands... Ginny, I need your help."

Ginny helped her take off the gloves, and then Hermione's two hands kept moving in the air.

The wings of the Billy Wigger are on both sides of the head, flapping very fast, but at this moment it can only be trapped in the planned space in vain.

"Like this, then increase the distance a little bit. You have to make sure that you can do this."

Hermione looked at Ginny and Luna, sitting across from her sister Greengrass, staring at her with big eyes and small eyes, the sisters' postures were exactly the same and their gloved hands were holding the Billy Wiggs. His eyes are burning and his mouth is bulging.

On the other hand, Harry appointed to play with his bugs. He is not as good at magic control as Hermione. According to the teaching method, she has reached the second stage and can control Billy Wig at will within one foot. insect. And he himself, as well as most people in the club, had to use magic to lock it firmly, because a little carelessness would quickly fly away.

Then there was a nightmare... Harry didn't want to remember the last rally. In fact, he did a good job, but when you are surrounded by sources of danger, it doesn't depend on you whether you will be stung or not.

According to his observations, the club members from Gryffindor House seemed to have lost interest in "Zizi Bee Candy" because this candy reminds them of their bitter experience of being stung.

Harry controlled his magic with care and attention. He felt that he was in good condition today, so he tentatively relaxed his control, allowing the magic net around the Billy Wigg insect to expand, and the insects fluttered their wings. He was taken aback and hurriedly contracted the magic. , The bug's legs straightened immediately.

Still alive, this is his conclusion after repeated confirmation. Harry glanced around with a guilty conscience, and was satisfied to see that Malfoy's wing had become crumpled, and Malfoy had to chant a healing spell on it under the reminder of Professor Haipu.

The rest of the time passed quickly, and even Malfoy and Ron's painful screams did not affect him.

Near the end of the rally, Harry successfully widened the range of the Billy Wigger. He watched it flap its wings, but couldn't fly half a foot away, and nodded in satisfaction.

Everyone else in the class also made progress.

Harry discovered a secret. Professor Haipu always explained the benefits of doing so before asking them to do something. Take the last few rallies as an example. Everyone was moved by his beautiful picture of "casting spells without a wand, controlling the magic as you like, and the spells will be fine in a while."

Especially when they saw Professor Haipu sitting on the sofa but being able to control any fast-flying Billy Wigg in the room, they had to believe the truthfulness of these words.

After the rally, the little wizards filed out.

Hermione stayed to help pack up their remaining bottles and cans, "Oh, it looks a little pitiful..." She treated a Billy Wig bug that had lost its wings.

"This is the most suitable teaching tool I can find, Miss Granger, and they are a kind of potion material in themselves... I hear you are still maintaining the House Elf Rights Promotion Association?"

Hermione nodded. She hesitated for a moment, a little confused: "I don't know whether to continue, the house elves don't seem to need my help, and Harry and Ron are not interested in it..."

Felix understood this.

"I know you can’t get used to the way wizards treat house elves and think they have been abused. So I suggested that you first investigate. Now it seems that the effect is good. In the past, you can only see the unfair treatment they received in general. , And map this feeling to each individual elf, and naturally they will run into a wall.

There is a saying that you can only understand if you have experienced it yourself, Miss Granger, you must first realize that you are facing a race and a group, and the demands of different individuals in the group are often very different.

You must first determine who is your hindrance. "

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You are... pure blood?"

Felix laughed softly, "I have nothing, Miss Granger. I read your report, it was very detailed, and even mentioned the goblin of Ifamoni... You know it yourself, Hogwar Ci’s house elves live well. Those miserable experiences often come from certain special groups of people. With your current influence, with all due respect, what you can do is really limited."

"But," Hermione thought slowly, her thoughts gradually becoming clearer, "I know how to do it, I want to."

"No, don't come out, it won't work when you come out. Keep it in your heart and always remind yourself so that you can move forward." Felix blinked at her.

"Oh, Professor..."

Hermione laughed. She seemed to have solved a long-standing trouble, and the whole person was relaxed. But also more fighting spirit.

"Has the secret of the second project been solved?"

"Not yet," Hermione shook her head, "Actually, I designed a way of analyzing golden eggs, but I am worried that it will be broken, so I am going to wait for a while."

Felix nodded slightly.

"By the way, professor, will you go to the prom?" Hermione asked.

"Maybe showing up, something to eat or something." Felix was uncertain, as he directed the cage to be placed in the corner: "I'm not very good at dancing."

"According to the prom there is a new song by the weird sister group! Don't you want to try it?"

"I know, I heard it in advance, do I need to give you an album?"

"Uh...no more." Hermione was disappointed.

...

".N?" Harry asked scratchingly.

"It's Wizard Radio. You should have listened to Magic Radio?" Seamus glanced at Harry uncertainly. Seeing him nodding, Seamus continued to introduce: "That's it. It's similar to Muggle radio, but if you listen to it for a while , You will find that the songs inside are always nostalgic..."

"New songs are hard to find." He finally sighed. The others stared at him, and he smiled and explained, "It's my mother's."

"Yeah, after a few years, the Weird Sisters group has finally figured out a new song... I bet my mother is going to have fun." Ron affirmed.

In the last week of the period, the school became more and more lively.

The little wizards put almost all their enthusiasm on the upcoming Christmas ball. Because the students were absent-minded, Felix simply stopped attending classes. The progress of the ancient magic text class far exceeded that of other subjects, especially the fifth and seventh grades, which had already begun to review.

He moved his small projector to the ancient magic text classroom to show movies to the students.

"Professor Haipu, I've heard something from other grades... We don't want to watch dinosaurs, or the little boy who is alone at home teasing stupid gangsters, is there a romantic movie?" Lavender Brown boldly.

"Romantic?" Felix repeated. Seeing that all the girls had plucked up the courage to look at him, Seamus thought he wanted to see what the dragon Muggle imagined would look like, but Pettil was looking at him viciously, and he had to shut up.

"Okay," Felix agreed, he picked and picked in the ring, "There is one that should meet your needs, probably..."

The thick curtains in the classroom were drawn up, the light became dim, and with the creaking of the machine, the movie began.

This is a cartoon. It started with a beautiful natural landscape, green grass and red flowers, waterfalls and streams, and a beautiful castle stands in the depths of the dense forest. The students who saw the movie for the first time chatted and discussed

"Dynamic comics? I like the new set of .a. Have you seen it?"

"I think this should be a Muggle movie, the professor had done before."

"Huh? How did they make the picture move? Has anyone ever attended Professor Bubbaji's class?"

"Oh, forget it, I don't want to discuss disgusting flies and peas... To be honest, I think her research has gone astray, and I will definitely not continue to choose next year."

As the narration of the movie began, they gradually calmed down and were attracted by the fascinating story.

"A long time ago, in a remote and gorgeous castle, a young prince lived"

"Hey, prince!" a witch shouted.

"Shut up, Lavender."

"He has everything his heart desires, but this prince is spoiled, he is selfish and ruthless. On a cold winter night, an ugly old woman came to this castle and wanted to exchange a bouquet of roses. A place to inhabit...but the cold prince did not want her to tarnish her gorgeous and exquisite castle. The old woman advised the prince not to be blinded by appearance, because beauty is deep in the heart.

But the prince was unmoved...

...

So, the witch turned the prince into a terrible beast. The rose she offered before was also casted by magic. If he can love someone and get her love before the last petal falls, the spell will be Will be lifted. Otherwise, he will be destined to be a beast forever...

The prince fell into deep despair, who would fall in love with a beast? "

The students were stunned to see, what kind of powerful wizard this is, even possessing such terrible magic power.

However, they have realized that this is not something that actually happened, it is just an imaginary thing, and it was also thought of by the Muggles who do not know magic. Some common sense errors are inevitable...

As the story progressed, they were completely attracted by the plot of the movie. Even the boys who were angrily clamoring to see the dinosaurs before couldn't help but worry about the characters in the movie.

"The guy named'Gaston' is too bad!"

"At this time, it would be nice to pass by a dark wizard"

"What's in your mind?"

"Bell is so kind..."

The movie came to an end in a magnificent dance party, and the students were still full of thoughts. Felix smiled at them: "Well, this class is delayed for a few minutes. You'd better hurry up and go to the auditorium for dinner."

The students filed out, discussing the plot excitedly in the corridor.

The boys are more focused on discussing whether the magic in the story can be realized, "I don't think that after turning people into a teacup, they can talk and move. This is unreasonable!" Ron.

"Hey, man, maybe the professors can do it?" Seamus argued.

"This is just a movie." Dean, who grew up in a Muggle family, is the person who understands the meaning of this movie best.

"No, this violates the rule of transformation," Ron flushed, he hesitated for a long time, and found it hard to remember the corresponding knowledge points, so he looked to the side, "What are you, Hermione?"

"I'm busy!" Hermione, instead of walking with Harry and the others, she walked to the auditorium with the girls and discussed quickly.

"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked unclearly.

Harry shrugged. "Maybe she really likes this movie."

"You also think the magic in the movie is impossible, don't you?" Ron asked him.

Harry thought of the nose-biting tea cups sold in Joko’s shop, as well as the magic puppets who had seen rehearsal operas in Classroom 7. He was a little bit unsure, but in order to take care of Ron’s emotions, he went against his intentions. nod.

In the evening They returned from the library to the common room much earlier than usual, but there was no way. To celebrate after reading the first book on alchemy, Ron and Harry had a meeting. In a thrilling wizard chess game, Ron used two awe-inspiring pawns to drive Harry to a dead end. Harry's white king had already put the crown on his head in his hands and was ready to throw it out at any time.

"Your chess skills have regressed." Ron.

Harry didn't respond, he stared at the chessboard intently, hoping for a miracle. As a result, a miracle really happened, because Ron's chess piece was too loud when he beat Harry's bishop, and the three of them were driven out by the librarian Mrs. Pins.

...

They opened the door of the common room and found that as Christmas approached, even the fat lady had changed. She changed herself into a new set of clothes, "Would you like to dance, warriors?" She was holding a box of wine. Heart chocolate, asked drunkenly.

"I can recommend you a dance partner," Ron muttered. After they entered, he whispered, "His name is Barnabas, and he is a ballet teacher."

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